2002-10-09 - 11:44 a.m.
kind of blue
When we was young, oh man, did we have fun Always, always Promises, they break before they're made Sometimes, sometimes - the strokes emotion of the moment: mild joy hot whatever: domo arigato, mr. roboto cool processed food: spam cutest stroke: still nick.
last night, i had matt take me out to dinner. i came home and asked him, "so, where are you taking me to eat?". "um, where do you want to eat?". now, that's what i'm talking about. (insert whipping sound here - j/k). we went to my favorite semi local mexican joint. i say semi local cuz it's in santa paula, the next town over, about 10 minutes away. the two of us can each have a burrito, and a drink for like 7 bucks. i just wanted to go out. you know that feeling? you wanna go out, but you don't wanna "get ready". so, you throw on some shorts, and a wifebeater, and you're set. that's what i needed. the food is the shizznit, and the waitresses wear these quasi-flamenco get ups that are way cool. i hope they don't mind wearing them. do you ever sorta feel sorry for people? not in a condescending way, but, in a real, concerned way? i do. i'm not looking for a pat on the back. i just do. i see people doing things, or wearing things, and i wonder if they're happy. then, i wonder about it, and i hope they are, and it makes me sorta sad if i think they're not. matt says this is one of the things he loves about me. i don't know what i'm talking about. whatever.
-take it / leave it-
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